Chapter 310

Ronald Wright slowly opened his eyes, those dark and unreadable ones locking straight onto me. His voice was calm—way too calm. Not a hint of the rage I’d seen in the surveillance footage. "It's late. Where were you headed?" The calmer he sounded, the more I panicked. I knew him too well—if he snapped and yelled, maybe I still had room to maneuver. But when he got like this? That meant he’d already done the math and was ready to collect the bill. I tried giving him a casual answer. "Just needed some air. Clearing my head." A ghost of a smile tugged at Ronald’s lips as he stood up. Tall and commanding, he walked toward me with unhurried steps that felt like death bells. I stiffened, forcing myself not to retreat. "Clearing your head, huh? What kind of good mood are we talking about?" He stopped right in front of me, tilting my chin up with those long fingers so I couldn’t avoid his gaze. His face wore a smile, but the look in his eyes was terrifying. "Was it because you figured sending